Category: Fiction

Insecticide

Angela Yang 1. The man printed on the insecticide can wears oversized boots and taut muscles. He looks like he has seen all types of cruelty, grown disinterested, and so turned to benevolent killing....

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Severance

Alma García We are deep, at twenty-seven thousand feet and counting on the east side of the Great Ridge, and we have been ruptured. We are tearing apart. We will remain calm. This is not our first...

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Some Assembly Required

Jared Green The box arrived during the period we would come to call Early Pandemic. We would speak of this time as though it were a distant geological era, a deep stratum, dense with meaning, in...

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The Mother Compact

Blair Hurley Mostly, missing her old life before the baby isn’t a conscious thing. She’s too tired to have a thought like that, with actual words and sentences. It’s more a fuzzy sense of...

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The Light. Breathing

 Gregg Maxwell Parker Winner of the 2021 Spring Fiction Contest Several men bump her as she goes down the steps. Everyone is coming out as she is going in. It is afternoon, people are...

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When the Sound of Bleating Calls You Home

Stephanie Yu The goat baby was exactly as described: half goat, half baby. Born in the dead of night under a new moon. The labor, as it had been foretold, had been difficult. The vessel split open,...

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The Maple Tree

 Zoe Goldstein We learned how the sticky parts of the helicopter seeds stuck to our noses perfectly, like tiny green wings. We learned how it was best to roll down the grassy slope three times in a...

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Hooverville

Natalie Casagran Lopez Hooverville: an Immersive Experience is a space where American-ness usurps godliness. It sits on a tract of land in Irwindale, California, four miles south of the MillerCoors...

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Home Economics

Mary Kate McGrath  On the first day of senior year, I woke up to chanting. My mother sat cross-legged on a prayer rug in the kitchen.  “Hello morning child,” she said, eyes closed. She now...

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Beautiful Mother

 Jody Rae It’s a party hosted by people in my old neighborhood, so that should have been my first clue. I bring the girls, against my better judgment, but I want to see old faces, and it has...

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